I Am a Childhood Sexual Abuse Survivor, Incest

I like using photos of myself because I want people to see that I am a very real person. I am not anonymous, or just a statistic. I am an adult who survived a torturous, panic and pain filled childhood. I never, in my wildest dreams, ever thought I'd be able to talk and share what happened to me. I was full of shame, guilt and embarrassment.
I'll admit I've found inner strength and courage. I've had help from others as well, a couple damn good therapists, two very caring health care professionals, one remarkably loving partner and a couple of great kids.
I have found my voice. I will speak for those victims who cannot. I understand how scary it is to admit and acknowledge. I know too well, the fear of intimidation, threats, alienation, disbelief and ridicule. I know how you were hurt by someone you trusted, maybe even loved. I'm sorry you hurt. You are not alone.
I will be your voice. I will speak loudly, clearly and often.



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